<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:07:50.784-05:00</updated><category term='comfort'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='illness'/><category term='plans'/><category term='lovely days'/><category term='positive thoughts'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='books'/><category term='Thomas Nelson'/><category term='death'/><category term='kittens'/><category term='home'/><category term='misery'/><category term='summer'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='retreats'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='family'/><category term='video'/><category term='diets'/><category term='pets'/><category term='sweet things'/><category term='bipolar'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='timing'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='kids'/><category term='contest'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='spiritual'/><category term='deer'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='grownups'/><category term='success'/><category term='injury'/><category term='useless knowledge'/><category term='cats'/><category term='faith'/><category term='joy'/><category term='newsletters'/><category term='wedding showers'/><category term='Vacations'/><category term='rain'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='possums'/><category term='racoons'/><category term='fun'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='good things'/><category term='stories'/><category term='love'/><category term='Hoarders'/><category term='musings'/><category term='pearls'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='weight'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='animal lovers'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='retirement'/><category term='Kraft Foods'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='aging'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='planning'/><category term='rainbows'/><category term='trivia'/><category term='cheerfulness'/><category term='roadkill'/><category term='Saint Augustine'/><category term='Carolyn Arends'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='focus'/><category term='friends'/><category term='chicken focaccia'/><category term='Seize the Day'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='soup'/><category term='refined sugar'/><category term='photography'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='goals'/><category term='City of God'/><category term='families'/><category term='vitamins'/><category term='cameras'/><category term='prayer requests'/><category term='outlook'/><category term='snacking'/><category term='biblical'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='words'/><category term='food'/><category term='fun facts'/><category term='shout out'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='religion'/><category term='thought for the day'/><category term='habits'/><category term='mental illness'/><category term='writing'/><category term='leaves'/><title type='text'>Carol's Thinking Place</title><subtitle type='html'>Where I say what I think</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6897209289174757622</id><published>2010-01-26T10:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:25:55.913-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Started a New Blog</title><content type='html'>I now have 3 blogs, so this one has lagged behind for a while. I'll still post here occasionally, but for January--possibly longer--my main focus will be on my &lt;a href="http://thewritingplace.wordpress.com/"&gt;writing blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://prayerrequestjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;my prayer request blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having some repairs done on our house this week, and I have to finish up some paperwork for my business. Once tax season is over, I plan to devote my time to finishing my novel and cleaning out the basement. I'm also planning some articles to submit to magazines, and I'll keep you posted on my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've been working on is weight control, and I have to say I'm doing pretty good. I've resisted temptation better than usual, and by cutting back on my carbs--no exercise--I'm down 12 pounds over my December 1, 2009 weight. Not spectacular, but that comes out to 6 pounds on average per month. At that rate, by June 1, 2010 I should lose another 24 pounds. That's my goal. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6897209289174757622?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6897209289174757622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6897209289174757622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6897209289174757622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6897209289174757622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/started-new-blog.html' title='Started a New Blog'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7733797428146236472</id><published>2009-12-04T19:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:59:33.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolyn Arends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seize the Day'/><title type='text'>One of My Favorite Songs</title><content type='html'>A fellow blogger had this video posted, and I couldn't resist adding it to my own blog. This has been one of my favorite songs for years, and its message is worth remembering. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lmqtYR5tJo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lmqtYR5tJo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7733797428146236472?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7733797428146236472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7733797428146236472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7733797428146236472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7733797428146236472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-my-favorite-songs.html' title='One of My Favorite Songs'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-493254063313740241</id><published>2009-12-03T19:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:54:30.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Getting in the Holiday Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sxhq4FKjf7I/AAAAAAAABOM/rneAhf650Ic/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sxhq4FKjf7I/AAAAAAAABOM/rneAhf650Ic/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411192463977316274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having trouble getting into the Christmas spirit this year. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and put up the tree the day after. It still doesn't have any decorations and I don't even feel like dragging them out of storage. Part of the reason is related to the cats--they knock everything down as fast as I put it up. Partly I just don't like spending tons of money on stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our basement is full of things we have outgrown. There are clothes, games, books, and who knows what down there waiting to be sorted and given a new home. Buying more is just dumb. I wish I could get motivated to clean it all out and start downsizing for retirement, but there are so many other things I need and want to do that I don't get around to it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll feel more Christmasy once the kids come back from college. Or maybe I'll write some Christmas cards. This year I plan to mail them before Christmas Eve, so I better get started soon.I'm skipping the candy and gingerbread houses this year since I'm supposed to avoid sugar, and I'm afraid to put out my ceramic village, so there isn't much to show the holiday is coming to our house... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-493254063313740241?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/493254063313740241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=493254063313740241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/493254063313740241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/493254063313740241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-in-holiday-spirit.html' title='Getting in the Holiday Spirit'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sxhq4FKjf7I/AAAAAAAABOM/rneAhf650Ic/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8396550426336146293</id><published>2009-11-23T10:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:20:03.141-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Week Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I've got lots to be thankful for this holiday season. Most of what comes to mind are the important things many other people are grateful for, too, like my family, friends, and faith. In this post I want to dig a little deeper, to remind myself of the little things that help make my life special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books that entertain me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pets that love me unconditionally, or at least tolerate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red tea. It's one of the few things I can drink that are good for me that I actually like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days with temps in the 50s, and no sun, so I can play outside. Today is one of those days, and I've had a great time doing yard work and taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera. I love digital cameras even though I can't figure out which setting to use for a particular picture to come out right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers. I love having access to whatever I want to know without having to drive to the library and dig through outdated stuff to find answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds. I enjoy watching them fly around my house, or perch in my trees. I don't even really mind if they build nests in my garage, though I'd prefer it if they just lived outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters and brothers. I know they count as family, but it's just so special having them. I think those who don't have any or don't get along with theirs are missing one of the greatest blessings in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are many more blessings I could list, but I'm going to spend the rest of the morning getting ready for one of the best at this time of year: My kids are coming home for Thanksgiving, and I want the house to be clean and welcoming for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8396550426336146293?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8396550426336146293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8396550426336146293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8396550426336146293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8396550426336146293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week-thoughts.html' title='Thanksgiving Week Thoughts'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8045671210733651478</id><published>2009-11-03T23:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:02:43.593-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Not As Easy As It Sounds</title><content type='html'>Yuck. I have to weigh in the morning, and I'm sure I haven't reached my 2 pound goal. Lunch at the Japanese place in the mall was sooo good, but all that sauce on the Bourbon Chicken probably wrecked my chances of being lighter tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time though. My son and I went shopping, and spent quality time chatting. He's lots of fun, and actually listens when I talk. My other son called me later, too, and I really enjoyed hearing about what he's doing at school. My daughter sent me a long text message. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to start my fall cleaning, and also work on my writing. My blogs have been taking up much of my free time, but there are a couple of articles I want to finish, and a new contest I want to enter. So much to do, and so little energy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8045671210733651478?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8045671210733651478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8045671210733651478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8045671210733651478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8045671210733651478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-as-easy-as-it-sounds.html' title='Not As Easy As It Sounds'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7127560351721545464</id><published>2009-10-29T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:03:55.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>2 Per Week---I Can Do That</title><content type='html'>My doctor told me I need to lose 20 pounds! Sounds impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son told me to set a goal of losing 2 pounds each week. I can do THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I started cutting back on the good things I like to eat. I plan to do some walking later today, and work up to half an hour every day. By Christmas I should meet my goal. I'm going to check my status on Wednesdays and try not to over focus on my weight on a daily basis. That fluctuates too much, and I think it will be best to treat this as a lifestyle change instead of a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7127560351721545464?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7127560351721545464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7127560351721545464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7127560351721545464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7127560351721545464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-per-week-i-can-do-that.html' title='2 Per Week---I Can Do That'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7979303903104176341</id><published>2009-10-14T09:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:34:03.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Favorite Way of Starting My Day</title><content type='html'>This morning I feel so incredibly blessed. I slept in till 7am, fed my cats and then sat down with a steaming cup of blueberry-flavored coffee. Within minutes my favorite cat cuddled on my lap, my second favorite cat curled up by my knees, and my least favorite cat sat on the back of my recliner, slapping me gently with his tail as he watched the droplets of rain running down the window behind us. My 9-year-old puppy laid next to my chair, hoping for a little attention. My son is taking care of the truck stuff I used to have to do, leaving me free to just sit there, enjoying my morning and the adoration of my little furry friends. If I had a laptop, I would be sitting there still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7979303903104176341?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7979303903104176341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7979303903104176341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7979303903104176341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7979303903104176341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/favorite-way-of-starting-my-day.html' title='Favorite Way of Starting My Day'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6666684578175153536</id><published>2009-10-09T07:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:02:16.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><title type='text'>Bad Habits Hard to Break</title><content type='html'>I was feeling great for several days, so went back to my old snacking habits. As I fix the lunch for my husband to take to work the next day, I often nibble on the cookies or leftovers I'm putting in his lunchbox. That seemed to be fine, so I progressed to a sandwich for lunch and toaster streudels for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please slap my hands if I ever start to put a cookie in my mouth again. And don't let me go near a toaster streudel. I feel wrotten. No, I feel worse than wrotten. That yummy toaster streudel was not worth the nausea and fatigue that has moved in to my body this morning. I think I'll just go back to bed and never get up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6666684578175153536?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6666684578175153536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6666684578175153536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6666684578175153536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6666684578175153536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-habits-hard-to-break.html' title='Bad Habits Hard to Break'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-2426619835946519423</id><published>2009-10-07T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:33:46.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Diet Tips That Don't Work</title><content type='html'>One of my friends recently told me she keeps her weight under control by brushing and flossing her teeth right after she eats dinner. That keeps her from snacking before she goes to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried it. The only good that came of it is that I brush my teeth a lot more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-2426619835946519423?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2426619835946519423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=2426619835946519423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2426619835946519423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2426619835946519423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/diet-tips-that-dont-work.html' title='Diet Tips That Don&apos;t Work'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-143256296810388739</id><published>2009-10-03T11:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:21:34.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoarders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>I Love Hoarders</title><content type='html'>I don't watch much tv, but there's a new show on A &amp; E that I've become addicted to this season. It's called "Hoarders." It's on at 9pm on Mondays, but I never get to watch it until later as my husband controls the tv. It gets recorded automatically, and I watch it whenever he's not around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the episode I saw was so sad it made me want to cry. Unfortunately that's because I could totally relate to the old couple who had let their love for animals destroy their lives. Other people dumped their cats at this home, and the old lady took them in. When Animal Control came in to clear out their house, they found over 40 living cats and over 30 dead ones. My goodness, it was horrible. The people had no idea they had so many, and didn't realize there were dead ones hidden in their house. It was terrrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the live cats were so sick that Animal Control said they'd have to be put down. They didn't even look healthy when they were captured, but I don't understand why they couldn't be saved. It was heartbreaking. And the old couple felt like their family was being taken away from them. So sad. All they wanted was to provide a home for unwanted animals, and yet their good intentions resulted in a situation that was worse for the cats. And it certainly made living conditions for the couple unhealthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moral of the story is that there must be a fine line between doing good and doing harm. That applies to many things in life, and I hope I'm wise enough to see when that line is getting close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-143256296810388739?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/143256296810388739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=143256296810388739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/143256296810388739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/143256296810388739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-hoarders.html' title='I Love Hoarders'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-944678499945045133</id><published>2009-09-25T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:01:44.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>Let the Cleaning Begin!</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling great today, so I'm making all sorts of plans. Today's plan is to start my Fall Cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm prioritizing what needs to be done. Here's my top 5 things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Clear out my pantry so I can take the things I'm not supposed to eat to the Food Pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get caught up on the laundry before my kids come home from college and add to what's already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sort the clothes in my closet. Get rid of anything I haven't worn in 10 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sort the shoes in the downstairs closet. I'm tired of being late because I can't find matching shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mop the kitchen, halls, and basement. Clean floors are a sign of a clean house--the rest is just clutter. (right!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-944678499945045133?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/944678499945045133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=944678499945045133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/944678499945045133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/944678499945045133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-cleaning-begin.html' title='Let the Cleaning Begin!'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-2694674007881003008</id><published>2009-09-24T09:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:04:26.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer requests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>I Have Added a New Blog</title><content type='html'>Due to the number of prayer requests I receive, I have created a blog where I can keep track of them all on a weekly basis. Anyone with a prayer request or praise is welcome to leave a comment there, and I will add it to my list. Out of respect for everyone's privacy, I will not post last names. Anonymous posting is also allowed, and each poster can include as much or as little about the situation as they want in the comments section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who would like to help by praying for the people mentioned on my new blog would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayerrequestjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://prayerrequestjournal.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-2694674007881003008?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2694674007881003008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=2694674007881003008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2694674007881003008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2694674007881003008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-added-new-blog.html' title='I Have Added a New Blog'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-2252455407596058077</id><published>2009-09-22T18:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:37:27.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shout out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kraft Foods'/><title type='text'>Shout Out for Kraft Foods</title><content type='html'>I love the Kraft Foods magazine and website for all the wonderful recipes they contain. I've found some easy, tasty recipes, and even some nutritious ones. Since I was recently advised by my doctor to cut out all simple carbohydrates and refined sugars, I'm trying to learn how to cook healthier meals. Kraft lists the ingredients and also the nutritional information so it's no problem to find something I'd like to try. This week I'm making the Easy Pleasing Meatloaf, and the Broccoli and Almond Salad. Yummy looking--we'll see how they taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the Kraft site here: &lt;a href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/kf/Pages/home.aspx"&gt;http://www.kraftfoods.com/kf/Pages/home.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-2252455407596058077?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2252455407596058077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=2252455407596058077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2252455407596058077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2252455407596058077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/shout-out-for-kraft-foods.html' title='Shout Out for Kraft Foods'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4724948817308235232</id><published>2009-09-20T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:49:26.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biblical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shout out'/><title type='text'>Shout Out for the Spirit Home Website</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share a site I found that explains the meaning of many terms used by people seeking spiritual answers to life's problems. It is written by a Christian, and everything is supported with biblical passages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.spirithome.com/"&gt;http://www.spirithome.com/&lt;/a&gt; for a better understanding of prayer, channeling, the Apocalypse, and many other things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4724948817308235232?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4724948817308235232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4724948817308235232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4724948817308235232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4724948817308235232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/shout-out-for-spirit-home-website.html' title='Shout Out for the Spirit Home Website'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8456635558219013348</id><published>2009-09-11T23:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:12:59.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Progress Report</title><content type='html'>So far the only resolution I've kept since my last post is the one about eating healthier. I'm doing an excellent job, except for the almond cookies I ordered with the chinese food yesterday. Those are just too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't worked on my novel at all this month, but I've entered short stories in two contests, so at least I'm working on something. And the basement is getting cleaned up slowly, but it may take forever to finish. I did some yard work today, but mostly I take naps. I'm very good at that...   :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is starting to show neglect, but I hope to come up with some interesting posts soon. Life is just so busy that keeping two blogs going is tough sometimes. But it's fun, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8456635558219013348?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8456635558219013348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8456635558219013348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8456635558219013348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8456635558219013348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/progress-report.html' title='Progress Report'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-536969270870452525</id><published>2009-08-29T11:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:03:56.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitamins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refined sugar'/><title type='text'>Fall Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Instead of waiting for the new year, I'm making some resolutions for the next few months. Here are my top 5 things to work on this fall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat healthier&lt;br /&gt;2. Lose 10 pounds&lt;br /&gt;3. Clear out the basement&lt;br /&gt;4. Organize all my papers&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish my novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found a great site to help me eat healthier. I want to cut down on refined sugar in my diet, and this site is easy to understand and has helpful lists:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lowcarbdiets.about.com/od/sugarbusters/a/sugarbustrlists.htm"&gt;http://lowcarbdiets.about.com/od/sugarbusters/a/sugarbustrlists.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going shopping today and will try to buy some of the low-carb veggies and fruits they suggest. I'm also going to buy some vitamin and mineral supplements that help digestion--especially vitamin E and C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know a helpful site or book for nutritious eating, please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-536969270870452525?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/536969270870452525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=536969270870452525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/536969270870452525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/536969270870452525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/fall-resolutions.html' title='Fall Resolutions'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-696322636914544844</id><published>2009-08-23T17:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:41:52.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Feeling Lonely</title><content type='html'>My two youngest headed back to college this weekend, leaving me, my husband, and oldest son home alone. Though they weren't around much, preferring the excitement of going places with their friends to vegging with mom, I'm really going to miss having them "home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old saying goes "Home is where your heart is," so I guess my heart is here, and in Terre Haute and Bloomington. Being a mom is a huge blessing, but it also means a lot of stress--especially when the family is spread all over the state. Thank goodness for text messaging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-696322636914544844?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/696322636914544844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=696322636914544844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/696322636914544844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/696322636914544844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-lonely.html' title='Feeling Lonely'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6104856938339179046</id><published>2009-07-28T09:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:07:32.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Cute Kids as Grownups</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sm8FUbyaQqI/AAAAAAAABH4/Bk4RFpKirKI/s1600-h/DSCN0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sm8FUbyaQqI/AAAAAAAABH4/Bk4RFpKirKI/s320/DSCN0251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363511529836266146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended a wedding in June and my sons were ushers. I'm still waiting for the official wedding pictures, but this one I took with my own camera. Don't my sons look awesome in tuxes? And, as always, my daughter looks beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sharing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6104856938339179046?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6104856938339179046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6104856938339179046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6104856938339179046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6104856938339179046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/cute-kids-as-grownups.html' title='Cute Kids as Grownups'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sm8FUbyaQqI/AAAAAAAABH4/Bk4RFpKirKI/s72-c/DSCN0251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8138785148725688688</id><published>2009-07-26T12:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:44:20.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday to You</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to get caught up on my paperwork for the quarter, so don't have time today for a long post today. Just wanted to wish everyone a happy Sunday and assure you I haven't given up on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the summer is almost over already. The kids are starting to get ready for their return to college. We need to gather stuff for my daughter's apartment soon, and everyone needs new clothes. Fortunately they do their own shopping, so all I have to do is pay the bills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intended to do lots of cleaning and remodelling this summer, but now I'm going to settle for getting new doors. Three need replacing, and we'll probably save on utilities if we give up and buy them--just hate to spend tons of money, and that's what it will cost. Oh, well; I hear you can't take it with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8138785148725688688?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8138785148725688688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8138785148725688688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8138785148725688688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8138785148725688688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-sunday-to-you.html' title='Happy Sunday to You'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8528801996832024206</id><published>2009-07-20T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:40:40.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food and Family</title><content type='html'>I had a terrific weekend. One of my sisters had a big birthday party on Sunday, and I got to spend time with lots of my favorite people. Plus, there was lots of yummy food. The carrot cake was absolutely awesome--thank goodness it's a vegetable rather than a dessert, or I would have gained a lot of weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I was blessed to have lunch with another birthday girl and family members. We ate at a mexican restaurant that was beautiful and had good food. I tried some enchiladas and papas, and something else I couldn't identify. All good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, I'm starting to notice a theme of food running through my good times. I wonder if that has something to do with the extra pounds I keep seeing on my bathroom scales?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8528801996832024206?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8528801996832024206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8528801996832024206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8528801996832024206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8528801996832024206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-and-family.html' title='Food and Family'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6050106712214654766</id><published>2009-07-16T08:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:40:42.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovely days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roadkill'/><title type='text'>Having Another Lovely Day</title><content type='html'>Hope you're having a lovely day. I am. Got very little sleep thanks to my cats, but feel pretty good this morning despite that. It's hard to get mad at the furballs since they keep me awake by cuddling and purring--although the 5-pounder (Kitty) spent much of the night laying on my chest, digging her tiny claws into my neck. THAT I could do without!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good today that I've decided to do errands and attend a Red Hat luncheon instead of cleaning the basement. I've put that off all week already, so one more day--or 2 or 3--isn't going to matter. :)&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Wahhh! I am a week early; they're going next Thursday, not today. Guess I'll clean the basement after all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took lots of pictures of our fawn yesterday but haven't uploaded them yet. If any are good, I'll post one later as a follow-up to the last post. That wasn't MY fawn, but mine is just as cute. He was chilling in the shade for several hours yesterday. At one point we had a stare-down contest; he won. Those guys sure know how to hold still, and I don't think they ever blink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an adventure involving a deer on Saturday night. It convinced me that it is not my time to die...although one of the deer in the group that ran across the highway before and behind me was called to Deer Heaven by a tragic encounter with the guy driving right behind me. I drive a little Jaguar, and the first deer jumped right over the front of my car, staring at me through the windshield as he flew by. If I'd still had my minivan, we would both have been in big trouble. It always makes me sad when I see an animal killed in traffic, but this time I just felt grateful that I wasn't the one who was involved in the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to the laundry room. With my kids home for the summer, I never have clean towels. I have to wash some so I can get ready to go enjoy my lovely day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6050106712214654766?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6050106712214654766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6050106712214654766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6050106712214654766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6050106712214654766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/having-another-lovely-day.html' title='Having Another Lovely Day'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3736875637237822621</id><published>2009-07-10T21:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:05:03.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal lovers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deer'/><title type='text'>Adorable Video for Animal Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHV63FDftj0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHV63FDftj0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could watch this a million times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3736875637237822621?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3736875637237822621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3736875637237822621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3736875637237822621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3736875637237822621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/adorable-video-for-animal-lovers.html' title='Adorable Video for Animal Lovers'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3014766210256663743</id><published>2009-07-03T08:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:54:14.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Lovely Days</title><content type='html'>I had a lovely day yesterday. Went out to lunch with my sister. Yummy soup and sandwiches, and blueberry lemonade--the best! We got lucky, winning the "Fifteen Minutes or Free" game, so didn't have to pay for anything. And it was only a couple of minutes longer than the 15 minutes, so we didn't mind waiting for it. We had dessert later: waffle bowl sundaes. Mine had butter pecan ice cream, chocolate syrup, and bananas. What a great way to end a fun day. Oh, yeah. We also visited Kohl's so I could redeem my Bonus Cash for an adorable frog and oven mitts. Lovely, lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has a 4-day weekend because of the holiday, so I'm looking forward to cleaning the basement, garage, etc. etc. as he doesn't ever take a break from noticing what needs to be done. He might even help me with some of it... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3014766210256663743?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3014766210256663743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3014766210256663743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3014766210256663743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3014766210256663743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovely-days.html' title='Lovely Days'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-466161622823198483</id><published>2009-06-23T09:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:32:58.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>My Thoughts on Summer and Retirement</title><content type='html'>Yes, this is a boring post about the weather. It's officially summer now, and the temperature has skyrocketed into the 80s this week. That means no more fun in the sun for me. I can't stand the feel of the sun on my skin, and my brain starts to fry when I'm out more than a few minutes. The trek to the mailbox wears me out, and I spend about 15 minutes recovering every time I walk outside. Did I mention that I hate summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never retire to a hot climate. On the other hand, I can't stand extreme cold, either, so I don't know where I want to move to after the kids are grown and gone. I suppose if I just stay inside all the time it won't really matter. But, I'm looking forward to doing all the fun stuff you see the older people in the commercials doing: hiking, biking, golfing, barbequing, etc., etc. I don't personally know anyone who does those things, but then I don't have a wide circle of older friends. Mostly the ones I'm acquainted with go out for lunch and take in an occasional craft show. They attend Bible study, and church on Sunday. Hmmmm, that sounds a lot like my life; does that mean I'm already old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-466161622823198483?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/466161622823198483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=466161622823198483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/466161622823198483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/466161622823198483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts-on-summer-and-retirement.html' title='My Thoughts on Summer and Retirement'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4013125107250891181</id><published>2009-06-18T12:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:28:19.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsletters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameras'/><title type='text'>About Cameras and Newsletters</title><content type='html'>My daughter and I looked for cameras on the internet this morning; hers quit working, and we promised her one for her birthday in April. I gave her money to buy one (twice), but of course it's all gone. She has a catering job this weekend and will make enough money to pay for it, so I ordered her a new camera today. She's getting a Kodak EasyShare, in pink. It seems like a good deal, and has 10.2 Megapixels. Her old one had 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new Nikon CoolPix, in maroon, and love it. Someday I'm going to take a class on photography so I can learn how to make my own calendars and Christmas newsletters. I know people probably don't like getting newletters because they seem so generic--but I want to make one anyway. :) I'll put a crossword puzzle, pictures, a maze, and other good stuff in it so it will be fun instead of just a "who cares" list of things my family did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you like to see in a family newsletter? Or do you even bother reading them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4013125107250891181?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4013125107250891181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4013125107250891181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4013125107250891181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4013125107250891181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-cameras-and-newsletters.html' title='About Cameras and Newsletters'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3879934655603681256</id><published>2009-06-17T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:10:41.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>feeling blue</title><content type='html'>One of the baby skunks died today. It was injured somehow--possibly by my dog when I let him out this morning, possbily by a stray cat or other creature. My daughter and I took care of it as best we could; the vet said she couldn't help us. The Wildlife Center didn't call back until after it already died, but the lady there was nice, and said if anything happens to the others to give them a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's the cycle of life: things are born, live a short while, then die. But why do they suffer? Why do animals, and people, die when they haven't even lived long enough to learn how to protect themselves? Why do some people care so much, and others don't seem to care at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I have answers to those questions. Some days I don't. Today I don't know anything at all except that I am one of the ones who care, and I feel terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3879934655603681256?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3879934655603681256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3879934655603681256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3879934655603681256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3879934655603681256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-blue.html' title='feeling blue'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-1776363412666724426</id><published>2009-06-14T21:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:48:35.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good things'/><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>I went to church this morning and really had a nice time. Some of my favorite people were there, and speaking to them always cheers me up. And, I looked great for a change. I have a new blouse that makes me look like a classy suburbanite, and a pair of black slacks that are just a wee bit too big. They have an adjustable waist and I forgot to tighten it before I left, so they didn't choke my guts through service. When I walked it felt like they might fall down, but that made me feel skinny...a lovely feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried the Jolly Rancher drinks? I bought the watermelon flavor today, and it really tastes like the candy. Yummmy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-1776363412666724426?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1776363412666724426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=1776363412666724426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1776363412666724426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1776363412666724426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-2615637689576745934</id><published>2009-06-06T20:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:06:42.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Sights of Summer</title><content type='html'>We've been inundated with baby critters this week. There's a little skunk that keeps following us around, and hanging out by the house. He is adorable, and though he tries to spray everyone and everything he sees, he's too young to have an odor--yet. I hope he finds another hunting ground before he matures enough to be a problem. (Edit June 7, 2009: There are 3 of the little skunks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SisfSjY3gqI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BY1rHOJ61jQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SisfSjY3gqI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BY1rHOJ61jQ/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344399786402874018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the same fawn we saw last week by my garden. He was laying in the grass today watching me walk around the driveway. He ran off when my dog joined me, but I wasn't quick enough to take his picture while he was running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sisffgd0-TI/AAAAAAAAA7w/gGpAc5FHbJY/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sisffgd0-TI/AAAAAAAAA7w/gGpAc5FHbJY/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344400008956672306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in the country is inconvenient, but I sure love the nature scenes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-2615637689576745934?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2615637689576745934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=2615637689576745934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2615637689576745934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2615637689576745934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-sights-of-summer.html' title='Some Sights of Summer'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SisfSjY3gqI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BY1rHOJ61jQ/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6966325342758741796</id><published>2009-05-20T13:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:40:01.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grownups'/><title type='text'>On Being a Grownup</title><content type='html'>Today the weather is gorgeous, and my kids decided to lay out on the deck. The cushions for the deck furniture are stored in a porch off the living room, and have been neglected all winter. My son, age 20, 6 ft 2 inches, and my 19-year-old daughter both wanted someone to get the cushions for them because there was a bug on the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young I always wanted someone to kill the scary bugs I encountered. And they did. Then, as a young mother, I felt obligated to protect my family from the horrible bugs no matter how much it made me cringe. Now I'm 54, and bugs seem like the smallest of life's problems; I can squish them without fear (though usually I capture them and let them go outside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got the cushions out, I had to smile; my kids will always be my kids, no matter how old or big, and apparently I will always feel the urge to help them and protect them from the scary things--even bugs. I guess that means I'm a grownup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6966325342758741796?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6966325342758741796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6966325342758741796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6966325342758741796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6966325342758741796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-being-grownup.html' title='On Being a Grownup'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4672256933506436972</id><published>2009-05-17T22:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:51:46.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken focaccia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding showers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Gourmet Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ShDZ1i1yPzI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/mYJVWduCksg/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ShDZ1i1yPzI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/mYJVWduCksg/s200/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337005072342728498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece is getting married next month. Today was her shower, and it was really, really fancy. Take a look at lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ShDZeuKta4I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/60KgMfrFrHA/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ShDZeuKta4I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/60KgMfrFrHA/s200/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337004680246291330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was ice cream and cake for dessert, but I forgot to take a picture. Yummy is hard to get on film anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4672256933506436972?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4672256933506436972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4672256933506436972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4672256933506436972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4672256933506436972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/gourmet-shower.html' title='Gourmet Shower'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ShDZ1i1yPzI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/mYJVWduCksg/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7436830230773669645</id><published>2009-05-15T19:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:28:10.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Rambling About Raccoons</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a while as I've been trying to do yard work and organize some things around the house. Not much interesting happening around here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep an optimistic attitude toward life, and with all the gloomy days and pouring rain it's getting harder. I got a chuckle a few days ago, though, when a racoon tried to join us in the living room. No, he didn't make it into the house, just tapped at the window and stared at me like he was waiting for an invitation. He didn't run away even when we all gathered around the window to gawk at him. I took his picture through the window as he was climbing on the ledge outside. I haven't named him as I hope he won't be a frequent visitor. We had a racoon living in our chimney a few years ago, and he kept peeing down into our fireplace. Disgusting creatures--but cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sg4WIP54SyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/zzuqEjNzV3w/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sg4WIP54SyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/zzuqEjNzV3w/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336226939444677410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7436830230773669645?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7436830230773669645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7436830230773669645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7436830230773669645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7436830230773669645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/rambling-about-raccoons.html' title='Rambling About Raccoons'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/Sg4WIP54SyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/zzuqEjNzV3w/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-5375528329330099050</id><published>2009-05-03T19:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:13:25.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Can't Do It Anymore</title><content type='html'>We have 7 acres of yard, most of it in trees, and there is no way to prevent the leaves from building up in the flowerbeds. I worked all morning yesterday, and most of today, trying to rake and burn all the leaves on the large flowerbed by my deck. A couple of years ago, I intended to mow over it but was talked out of it by a kid who said he would take care of it for me for a reasonable price. It didn't work out. Now I absolutely give up. I'm leaving one small row of bushes, and I've put a few perennials in between them, and the rest are going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of bad about it though. All those little plants that have been struggling to survive, forcing their way through the weeds and leaves to reach the sun...I feel like they deserve to live, but I just can't take care of them. I guess I'll have to start thinking about the little grass seeds that will love the chance to grow big and strong in that spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-5375528329330099050?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5375528329330099050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=5375528329330099050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/5375528329330099050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/5375528329330099050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-do-it-anymore.html' title='Can&apos;t Do It Anymore'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-1541009182438874530</id><published>2009-05-02T10:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:44:12.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>It's easy to get caught up in problems and petty complaints and to forget how much we have to be thankful for. Here's a quick list, in no particular order, certainly not even close to complete, of people and things I am grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, who loves me whether I deserve it or not.&lt;br /&gt;My friends, who like me whether I deserve it or not.&lt;br /&gt;My pets, who love me because I deserve it. ;) &lt;br /&gt;My home, which needs a lot of work but is still nicer than I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;My Savior, who died for me though I don't deserve it, and who has a comfy spot with my name on it reserved in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That list sounds like I may have low self-esteem, but that's not the case. I just realize that I have been blessed beyond what so many others in this world receive--the destitute, the lonely, the chronically ill, the emotionally broken, and those who live in places without freedom and safety. My life is easy by comparison, and I am truly grateful for all I have, and the country I live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-1541009182438874530?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1541009182438874530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=1541009182438874530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1541009182438874530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1541009182438874530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4123794434080188015</id><published>2009-04-28T21:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:33:30.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Cats, Cats, Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SffKeDgWItI/AAAAAAAAA5A/asP8HO-zDT8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SffKeDgWItI/AAAAAAAAA5A/asP8HO-zDT8/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329951301702132434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all 4 of my cats. They each have a distinct personality, and I like different things about each of them.Smokey isn't in this picture, but Kitty, Maggie, and Tiger are napping on my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty is my favorite, mainly because I'm her favorite person. She barely tolerates everyone else, but cuddles with me whenever I sit down, and sleeps on my feet at night. I like being special. She's the gray and white cat in the southern part of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little white splotchy cat on the left is Maggie. She is extremely shy and nervous. When she was a baby she cuddled with everyone, but now she runs and hides when anyone tries to touch her. However, once in a while she comes looking for me, climbs on my shoulder, and goes to sleep with her head under my chin. She has the most adorable squeaky voice I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger is a pain in the you know what. He whines and gets in the way. He runs in front of me like he has to be first to where ever I'm going, and doesn't care if he has to trip me to do it. He sticks his paws in the toilet, chases all the other cats, plays hockey with the dog's food, and in general is annoying. Yet, his curiosity and playfulness make him irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey is a huge Russian Blue, with the cutest voice a cat could have. He knocks on the door when he want in, waits his turn patiently at mealtime, usually acts dignified, and always lets the little cats push him around. He used to cuddle with me at bedtime, but since the kittens moved in he prefers to hang out with them instead of me. He adores my son Alex, and puts up with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, Buddy, is a sweetheart. He hasn't fully adjusted to having 4 cats in the house, but he endures their presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4123794434080188015?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4123794434080188015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4123794434080188015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4123794434080188015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4123794434080188015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/cats-cats-cats.html' title='Cats, Cats, Cats'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SffKeDgWItI/AAAAAAAAA5A/asP8HO-zDT8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3686717081449363403</id><published>2009-04-26T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:57:37.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What a Nice Day</title><content type='html'>I had a lovely time visiting with my mom, 2 sisters, brother, and nephew today. My family doesn't get together as much as I'd like; we're separated by miles and years of being independent adults. But whenever I'm with them, I remember a childhood filled with love and mutual acceptance. No matter our differences, or how seldom we see each other, I am truly grateful and blessed to have such a great family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3686717081449363403?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3686717081449363403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3686717081449363403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3686717081449363403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3686717081449363403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-nice-day.html' title='What a Nice Day'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-925190946209825780</id><published>2009-04-25T15:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:51:07.123-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outlook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive thoughts'/><title type='text'>Promoting a Positive Outlook</title><content type='html'>Thought for Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you focus on the negative, you'll overlook many positives in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep a more upbeat outlook on things. With all the worries about the economy, crime, declining morals, etc., this world can appear pretty dismal. However, there is also much to appreciate, and people who are loving, kind, and generous. The good far outways the bad for most of us, and I'm grateful for the blessings in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-925190946209825780?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/925190946209825780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=925190946209825780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/925190946209825780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/925190946209825780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/promoting-positive-outlook.html' title='Promoting a Positive Outlook'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-1267843713752875905</id><published>2009-04-24T10:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:05:30.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><title type='text'>A Time for Everything</title><content type='html'>Thought for Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven. (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the rest of this passage is rather depressing, we can gain comfort from knowing that all things have a purpose. We may never know the whys or whens, but whatever happens, there is a reason. If we acknowledge that, there is nothing that should shake our faith or make us afraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-1267843713752875905?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1267843713752875905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=1267843713752875905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1267843713752875905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1267843713752875905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-everything.html' title='A Time for Everything'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7017789712383202270</id><published>2009-04-24T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:36:01.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Well, here's what I'm thinking now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I can keep all my thoughts focused on writing, so if I don't have someplace to put the other stuff rolling around in my brain my writing blog will turn into a general blog--or I'll end up talking to myself (more than I already do). If you're interested in writing, check out my blog at: http://thewritingplace.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog here is going to fulfill its original pupose, which was to give me a place to say what I think. Most of my thoughts are pretty nonsensical, and the others are kind of boring to anyone but me, but feel free to leave comments and questions. I'll be happy to share my thoughts with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7017789712383202270?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7017789712383202270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7017789712383202270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7017789712383202270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7017789712383202270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3799151988926088128</id><published>2009-03-24T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:50:44.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review--His Name is Jesus</title><content type='html'>The life Jesus led, other than what is mentioned in the Bible, isn’t something I’ve thought much about. I never wondered why he didn’t choose to work as a carpenter and stay in the village where he grew up rather than throwing away the security and comfort of his life there in order to fulfill a greater purpose. Not until I read this book.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The thing I like most about His Name is Jesus is the way it makes me wonder about what Jesus did in the periods of his life that we know very little about. It gave me some ideas as to what daily life was like for him, and stressed that Jesus faced the same challenges and questions that we do. The author frequently asks questions of the reader, making us direct our thoughts to our own lives, and how different everything would be if Jesus had chosen to be an ordinary man instead of our Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of the book makes it a lovely gift, and the way it is written ensures that whoever reads it will gain insight into the life of Jesus. It shares the story of Jesus’ life in easy to understand language, and focuses on the hope that faith in Jesus gives to a believer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link to Thomas Nelson’s product page for this book is at: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.thomasnelson.com/consumer/product_detail.asp?sku=1404186735&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3799151988926088128?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3799151988926088128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3799151988926088128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3799151988926088128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3799151988926088128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review-his-name-is-jesus.html' title='Book Review--His Name is Jesus'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4360511034850476728</id><published>2009-03-20T20:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:12:43.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ScQ-3Uk4rCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/JDcKU0o8Gzc/s1600-h/reception+Carol+and+Alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ScQ-3Uk4rCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/JDcKU0o8Gzc/s400/reception+Carol+and+Alex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315442580341173282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of Spring, and the 27th anniversary of our wedding. Though it was chilly, gray, and splashed with rain, March 20, 1982 was the most beautiful day of my life. I wish everyone could be as happy as I was then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4360511034850476728?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4360511034850476728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4360511034850476728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4360511034850476728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4360511034850476728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-anniversary-to-me.html' title='Happy Anniversary to Me'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/ScQ-3Uk4rCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/JDcKU0o8Gzc/s72-c/reception+Carol+and+Alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-241237832655733384</id><published>2009-03-12T20:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:00:40.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, Go Away</title><content type='html'>I know talking about the weather is pretty boring, but I'm getting pretty bored with all the rain. Today I drove to my mother's, no rain in sight, but the flooding from earlier in the week was so bad the expressway ramp was closed anyway. I ended up detouring through some areas I'd never seen before, and don't want to visit again. But, I ended up at Mom's in time for lunch--homemade vegetable soup, thank you very much for asking--and had a nice visit with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a creature of habit, I stopped at the grocery store on the way home and stocked up on hamburger patties and buns. My son is coming home for Spring Break tomorrow and I'm planning ahead so I don't have to go shopping next week. My daughter was home this week and the only fun thing she's gotten to do so far is go bowling with me, her dad, brother, and his friend. We had a great time, and went out to eat afterwards. She's catching up on her sleep, though, and wearing out our treadmill when she's awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when we do things as a family. Too bad life is so hectic when kids are young that us mom's often don't have the time or energy to appreciate how precious our day-to-day interactions really are. Now that my children are young adults and I have time to spare, the opportunities to be together are limited. But wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Author: Dolly Parton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-241237832655733384?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/241237832655733384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=241237832655733384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/241237832655733384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/241237832655733384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, Go Away'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-1514177844571182689</id><published>2009-03-06T21:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:25:53.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Blogs</title><content type='html'>I’ve been struggling to find a theme for my blog, balance posts between things I think might appeal to my friends who write and those who don’t, and make myself appear both professional and interesting. That’s not working for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am starting another blog which will be devoted to things related to writing and publishing. You may want to check it out at: http://thewritingplace.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is now MY blog, and it’s about whatever I’m thinking about—that’s why I called it Carol’s Thinking Place (that and the fact the first ten names I picked were already taken). I’m not starting over here; the posts that are here will stay. If any writing friends want to stick around, that’s great. Feel free to join in, otherwise you’ll be listening to me talk to myself. (I’ve had enough experience that I’m pretty good at it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-1514177844571182689?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1514177844571182689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=1514177844571182689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1514177844571182689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1514177844571182689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/tale-of-two-blogs.html' title='A Tale of Two Blogs'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7555822473817719297</id><published>2009-02-28T19:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:15:11.821-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought for the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><title type='text'>The Worst Time of Year</title><content type='html'>It’s my least favorite time of year—tax season. As I’m responsible for getting the paperwork ready for the accountant, I won’t be blogging for a while. I hope you’ll check back in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day:  In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on. -- Robert Frost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7555822473817719297?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7555822473817719297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7555822473817719297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7555822473817719297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7555822473817719297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-time-of-year.html' title='The Worst Time of Year'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3705538868616247368</id><published>2009-02-25T00:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:57:58.016-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bipolar'/><title type='text'>Book Review--Mommy, I'm Still in Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SaTw-lDv5MI/AAAAAAAAAog/4-diKIlJG7M/s1600-h/Mommy+I%27m+Still+in+Here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306631218839676098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SaTw-lDv5MI/AAAAAAAAAog/4-diKIlJG7M/s200/Mommy+I%27m+Still+in+Here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy, I’m Still in Here, written by Kate McLaughlin, is a heart-rending book. It’s the true story of a family that goes from the all-American dream to the all-American nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the children become teens, two of them, Chloe and Michael, develop bipolar disorder. This mental illness comes disguised as normal teen moodiness, forgetfulness, and rebellion. By the time her parents realize that Chloe is seriously ill, it is almost too late. She suffers from rapid cycling moods, sometimes seriously depressed—even suicidal—other times grandiose and irresponsible. Michael’s illness makes him more inclined to violence, and he self-medicates with drugs and alcohol. Their mother shares the story of this family’s fight to regain control of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t put this book down until I finished it. It is a moving story, and also offers information helpful to anyone interested in bipolar disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3705538868616247368?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3705538868616247368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3705538868616247368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3705538868616247368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3705538868616247368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/book-review-mommy-im-still-in-here.html' title='Book Review--Mommy, I&apos;m Still in Here'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SaTw-lDv5MI/AAAAAAAAAog/4-diKIlJG7M/s72-c/Mommy+I%27m+Still+in+Here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3243494265536011678</id><published>2009-02-24T13:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:24:04.469-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='useless knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun facts'/><title type='text'>Fun Facts</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd share some tidbits of information you might find entertaining. I didn't make these up, but can't guarantee someone else didn't:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest one syllable word in the English language is "screeched."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your stomach has to produce a new layer of mucus every two weeks, otherwise it will digest itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than half of women in the United States will not leave their home without makeup on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentists have recommended that a toothbrush be kept at least 6 feet away from a toilet to avoid airborne particles resulting from the flush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking a stamp leads to the consumption of 1/10 of a calorie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No piece of paper can be folded in half more than 7 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armadillos, opossums, and sloth's spend about 80% of their lives sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ears of a cricket are located on the front legs, just below the knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By raising your legs slowly and laying on your back, you can't sink in quicksand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to gravitational effects, you weigh slightly less when the moon is directly overhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature can be determined by counting the number of cricket chirps in fourteen seconds and adding 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CAN DISPROVE ANY OF THESE FACTS, LET ME KNOW AND I WILL REMOVE THEM FROM MY POST.  I WOULDN'T WANT TO PUT OUT FALSE INFORMATION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3243494265536011678?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3243494265536011678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3243494265536011678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3243494265536011678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3243494265536011678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-facts.html' title='Fun Facts'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3427561027930616648</id><published>2009-02-21T23:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:46:25.810-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Experiencing Joy</title><content type='html'>About 450 women, including me, attended a special program on Outrageous Joy today. We began the morning with scones and flavored teas, all served on beautiful china. After that we enjoyed a worship session, followed by a presentation by Glenna Salsbury, and a delicious lunch of pot roast, potatoes, and green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of our program was based on Nehemiah 8:10, which states “The joy of the Lord is our Strength.” Glenna did a great job of entertaining us with personal anecdotes while imparting her interpretation of biblical parables.  We analyzed some of the parables from Matthew, Chapter 13. My favorite was regarding the pearl, discussed in Matthew 13:45-46. The main point was that pearls are all unique, and formed from the elements irritating the oyster. The pearls that are most valuable are the ones that grow large and polished from the flow of the water and deposits of sand inside the oyster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the irritations, tragedies, and unpleasantness that we face in our lives help us to grow into large, polished pearls. Sometimes they don’t. The people who learn from the experiences and trust that it is all part of God’s plan, shaping them into the kind of people He wants them to be, are the ones who will lead joy-filled lives. Those who focus on the problems, trying to solve them on their own, resenting the difficulties they must deal with instead of seeing them as opportunities to grow stronger in faith and obedience to God, will never be satisfied with their lives. They will miss out on the peace and joy that could be theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we want true joy we must look inside ourselves, not at outward circumstances. Joy is a choice, an attitude. We can change our attitudes, so it is never too late for us to find true joy in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking I must be destined to be one huge, shiny pearl…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3427561027930616648?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3427561027930616648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3427561027930616648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3427561027930616648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3427561027930616648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/experiencing-joy.html' title='Experiencing Joy'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6562145559326910118</id><published>2009-02-18T00:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:25:57.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review--This is Your Brain on Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SZulS1HyCpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/MpoeGGSWC9M/s1600-h/This+is+Your+Brain+on+Joy_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304014729074838162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SZulS1HyCpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/MpoeGGSWC9M/s200/This+is+Your+Brain+on+Joy_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished reading This Is Your Brain On Joy, A Revolutionary Program for Balancing Mood, Restoring Brain Health, and Nurturing Spiritual Growth. It was written by Dr. Earl Henslin, and published by Thomas Nelson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Henslin explains how the brain should function in easy to understand terms, and describes the symptoms seen in people whose brains are not working properly. He discusses each section of the brain, and explains which areas are involved in mental health problems--including attention deficit disorders, addictions, obsessive/compulsive thinking, depression, uncontrolled anger, excessive fear, and poor judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book describes the latest research, offers practical suggestions for improving our brain’s health, and gives insight into treatment possibilities. It includes information about brain scans that can help diagnose problems so the proper treatment or medication can be determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite bit of advice is on page 43, where he says to achieve joy in life we need to enrich our outer world (by creating a joyful, brain-stimulating environment), our inner world (by feeding our mind and soul with nourishing thoughts), and our body-mind chemistry (through what we put in our mouths and through exercise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While no brain operates perfectly, a healthy brain helps people improve their relationships and lead more productive, satisfying lives. This book is full of tips for improving the health of our brains, and therefore improving the quality of our lives. Dr. Henslin approaches the subject from a Christian perspective, but not in a preachy manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reading this book, and highly recommend it. It provides insights that make it easier to understand and sympathize with those who suffer from poor mental health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’d like to buy this book, the product page is located at: &lt;a href="http://www.thomasnelson.com/consumer/product_detail.asp?sku=078522873X" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.thomasnelson.com/consumer/product_detail.asp?sku=078522873X&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6562145559326910118?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6562145559326910118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6562145559326910118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6562145559326910118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6562145559326910118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-finished-reading-this-is-your.html' title='Book Review--This is Your Brain on Joy'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SZulS1HyCpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/MpoeGGSWC9M/s72-c/This+is+Your+Brain+on+Joy_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-1084475202305612752</id><published>2009-02-13T22:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:27:31.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Some People</title><content type='html'>Some people complain about their job, their family, their friends; not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people expect everything to be handed to them without having to work for it; not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people take what they can get from life without offering much in return; not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people act like they know everything even when they don’t know anything; not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people survive cancer, and live a full, joy-filled life; not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people leave a hole in our hearts when they pass away; that’s you, dear friend, that’s you.                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Kevin &amp;amp; For Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-1084475202305612752?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1084475202305612752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=1084475202305612752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1084475202305612752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1084475202305612752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-people.html' title='Some People'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8552700255779363900</id><published>2009-02-12T12:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:38:47.634-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Augustine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Great Book</title><content type='html'>I'm reading City of God, which was written by Saint Augustine in 1467. It amazes me how relevant his thoughts are even all these years later (I'm no good at math, but isn't it 542 years?)He explains how the pagan and philosophical beliefs of his time, and earlier, were false, and how Christianity is different. The book is over 1,000 pages long, so I'm probably not going to be done reading it for years, but it's the kind of book I enjoy flipping through for gems of knowledge and points to ponder. His musings on Good and Evil made a big impact on me today, as he says basically what I've been trying to express in the novel I'm working on--only he sounds smarter. I won't go into detail about it since it would take a lot of background explanation, but I will say it has me fired up to finish writing my book. I don't expect mine to have the lasting impact of Saint Augustine's, but that's OK. It will be shorter and easier to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else have a book to recommend that makes a real impact on their thinking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8552700255779363900?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8552700255779363900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8552700255779363900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8552700255779363900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8552700255779363900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-book.html' title='Great Book'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4957183589854329720</id><published>2009-02-06T14:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:00:59.269-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Nelson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Oh,Joy! I Got My Book Today</title><content type='html'>What incredibly fast shipping from Thomas Nelson Publishers. The book I signed up for on Monday just arrived by UPS. It is in perfect condition, so pristine that I hate to open it and bend the spine. The lovely yellow book has a gorgeous black jacket, with embossed flowers in the oval shape of a brain. Oh, I forgot to mention the title is &lt;em&gt;This is Your Brain on Joy&lt;/em&gt;. I flipped through it quickly as I have to do some paperwork today, but there seems to be a lot of helpful information in it. I noticed some quizzes, complete with answers, and recommended books to read for more information on the topic of brain function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I'll be setting aside my current treasure, &lt;em&gt;City of God&lt;/em&gt;, by Saint Augustine, until I get this book read and reviewed. I don't want to dilly-dally and miss out on picking one from the next selection of free books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4957183589854329720?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4957183589854329720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4957183589854329720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4957183589854329720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4957183589854329720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/ohjoy-i-got-my-book-today.html' title='Oh,Joy! I Got My Book Today'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6930007069460642492</id><published>2009-02-02T09:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:10:28.990-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Free Books!</title><content type='html'>WooHoo! I just got accepted into the Thomas Nelson book reviewer program. This gives me free books in exchange for agreeing to review them on my blog, and on one review site--like Amazon or some other public site. Here's the link if you are interested in signing up with the program yourself: &lt;a href="http://brb.thomasnelson.com/join"&gt;http://brb.thomasnelson.com/join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm awaiting my copy of This is Your Brain on Joy, by Dr. Earl Henslin. I'll tell you all about it after I read it. I alreadly love the cover; it shows a brain full of flowers, and I love flowers. The hardcover book is 240 pages, so it will take me a while to get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to have the book finished before February 21 as I'm attending a women's retreat on Outrageous Joy that day and want to be prepared. We're having a speaker from Arizona, Glenna Salsbury. The day will start with an English Breakfast Tea, followed by praise and worship, a message, luncheon--with dessert bar--and another message. By the end of the day, I should be full of both joy and food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6930007069460642492?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6930007069460642492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6930007069460642492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6930007069460642492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6930007069460642492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-books.html' title='Free Books!'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-3891739376284087630</id><published>2009-01-31T18:47:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:21:38.161-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Trying to Succeed</title><content type='html'>Well, how many times have I heard, "If at first you don't succeed, try, then try again?" Enough times that it sticks in my head, prodding me to keep writing stories. But, while not exactly discouraged, I'd lost the motivation to keep sending my work anywhere. I've sold some nonfiction, but never a short story. A few days ago I came across a short story contest, and decided to enter--and I just hit the Send button before signing in here. Yeah, me! At least I tried AGAIN. ("Again" is the theme of the contest, so if you knew that, you would see what a clever segue I just made. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;grin&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been trying very hard to be successful in terms of my writing goals. I didn't succeed, tried, tried again, then quit. So I succeeded in not succeeding, because not submitting anything certainly guarantees I won't have anything published. If I'd made a New Year's resolution, it would have been to submit more of my work to magazines. I'm a bit behind schedule, but I am now resolving to send out at least one story every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wish me luck on the contest I entered; I will be sure to post here if I win. Maybe I'll even post if I don't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-3891739376284087630?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3891739376284087630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=3891739376284087630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3891739376284087630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/3891739376284087630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/trying-to-succeed.html' title='Trying to Succeed'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7963620215950311790</id><published>2009-01-22T16:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:16:57.738-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><title type='text'>Soup's On</title><content type='html'>Every mother should be recognized for what she does really well. As I sit here eating the soup she sent home with me last night, I have to say that my mom’s vegetable soup is the best in the world. It isn’t the only thing, or even the most important thing my mother has done, but the vegetable soup she makes for me is one of life’s treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared the recipe with me again last night, and explained how to adapt it to cook in a soup pot instead of a pressure cooker. The ingredients consist of a little of this and that, whatever vegetables are on hand, tomato sauce, spaghetti, and hamburger. You cook the vegetables, put in the hamburger—which is browned and drained first—and, voila, soup’s done. Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual quantities of each ingredient aren’t measured, and vary somewhat each time she makes it. Last night she apologized for adding more cabbage than usual; the cabbage was about to go bad and she didn’t want to waste it. Personally, I thought it made the soup tastier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to try her recipe someday, and hope it tastes similar to the soup I’ve loved for more than fifty years. I’m worried, though, that I will never get it right, never match the flavor of her soup. You see, the ingredient that makes it so special, no matter how it tastes, is her love; she makes the soup especially for me, because she knows I like it. (My sisters may argue that she makes it for them, too, but I’m pretty sure that when she does, my mom is hoping I will show up to get some.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summary: YOUR SOUP IS AWESOME, MOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7963620215950311790?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7963620215950311790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7963620215950311790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7963620215950311790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7963620215950311790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/soups-on.html' title='Soup&apos;s On'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-8594481169426548259</id><published>2009-01-17T10:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:37:32.399-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day</title><content type='html'>I was disappointed to find out that the Word of the Day gadget on my blog doesn't personalize it for me. The same word and definition appears on each blog I've seen that carries it. Fortunately I haven't found many using this feature, so it's not like I'm just one of the crowd,  but I was trying to make my blog different, special. Having my own Word of the Day fit my nerdy personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the good news. It has occurred to me that instead of being disappointed, I should be grateful that there are others who love words as much as I do. If there weren't, there wouldn't be a cool feature like that for me to add to my blog. I would have to look up my own words, write my own definition and example, and post them daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's kind of neat to know that other people are reading the same word I am each day, making me part of a group that shares one of my interests. It's sort of like being in an exclusive club with free membership. You don't get much for it, but you don't have to do much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you to whoever makes the "gadgets" for blogspot users, especially the ones I'm using here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just so no one thinks I'm too lazy to come up with my own words, here's one I looked up myself:  venireman &lt;em&gt;noun, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of a group of people from whom a jury will be selected &lt;/em&gt;(Webster's New World Dictionary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a venireman last summer, but wasn't assigned to a case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-8594481169426548259?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8594481169426548259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=8594481169426548259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8594481169426548259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/8594481169426548259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the Day'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-1130082180612595586</id><published>2009-01-14T17:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:48:25.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Furry Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Living in the country has been eventful over the years, but last week we had a new experience with one of our furry neighbors. Our dog, Buddy, stood at the patio door, staring outside and growling. He does that often, and it usually means he sees a deer in the yard, or a leaf blowing around. Since I was doing dishes nearby, I went to see what he was protecting us from and was surprised to see a possum sitting on our deck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The possum looked bedraggled and wet. It was licking its fur with complete disregard for any danger lurking on our side of the door. I grabbed my camera and quickly took the creature's picture, thinking it would soon run off. The flash attracted its attention, but instead of heading for its home it headed for mine. I'm not sure if it was trying to attack us, or just get inside where it was warm. There were four cats, a dog, and three humans watching as that possum repeatedly scraped his claws on the patio door, stretching higher and higher as if testing the glass for an opening. When he gave up on that, Mr. Possum started digging at the bottom of the doorframe, still determined to join us in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Company arrived, and we showed off the possum standing nose to nose with our dog, who had quit growling and was now whimpering for us to let his new pal inside. Of course we were too smart to let it in, but we enjoyed its antics for half an hour before the possum wandered off. The next morning, in the light of day, the evidence of our furry friend's visit remained. The wood slivers mounded in front of the door were easy to sweep away, but the wooden sill will have to be replaced to keep smaller critters from making their way in. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291300292678851714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SW55lOkLHII/AAAAAAAAAeg/0-IQ80-oXl8/s200/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-1130082180612595586?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1130082180612595586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=1130082180612595586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1130082180612595586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/1130082180612595586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/furry-friends.html' title='Furry Friends'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SW55lOkLHII/AAAAAAAAAeg/0-IQ80-oXl8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-4591755260055518806</id><published>2009-01-06T11:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:22:15.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>My family went bowling yesterday. Well, not all of us. Lisa was skiing with friends in Michigan, but she probably wouldn't have gone with us anyway. For some reason, bowling doesn't interest her. I enjoy it, but have no talent, which I don't understand. My nephew, Kenny Parks, won the 2008 PBA Senior Tour last summer, and is competing again in 2009. You would think there would be a smidgen of talent for bowling somewhere in my body since I'm related to a pro bowler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to an article about Kenny after he won last year: &lt;a href="http://www.pba.com/news/feature.asp?ID=791"&gt;http://www.pba.com/news/feature.asp?ID=791&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should have won the award for Player of the Year, too, but--in my opinion--got cheated out of it. I think his hair might have been too long to please the judges; all the other bowlers had short hair, but he was a better bowler. (I didn't make the last part up; I read in the newpaper that he was the best scoring bowler.) Anyway, this year his hair is short and neatly trimmed, as you can see from his picture at our family Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288242754053725858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SWOcxDln3qI/AAAAAAAAAeY/-0bVVhkkYHw/s200/Ken+Parks+Dec+13+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From 4:00 to 6:00, the place we go only charges $1 per game, so it's cheap entertainment as well as good exercise. We only bowled one game yesterday since we planned to go out to eat afterward, and we all like eating more than bowling. My score was 77; I came in last, though not by much. I don't mind losing, especially since it means the others don't end up pouting about being last, but I never purposely try to lose. I like to win, but I don't have much experience at it. I already have my own bowling shoes, and I really believe if I had a custom ball, weighing about 5 pounds and having holes that don't hurt my fingers, I could break 100. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-4591755260055518806?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4591755260055518806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=4591755260055518806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4591755260055518806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/4591755260055518806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SWOcxDln3qI/AAAAAAAAAeY/-0bVVhkkYHw/s72-c/Ken+Parks+Dec+13+2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6275514467825862759</id><published>2009-01-04T18:25:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:01:36.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been a while since I thought about my blog. I've been busy with Christmas activities and family matters. I hope to post more often than I have in the past, but won't get serious about it until after I get caught up on my paperwork. The beginning of each year is always hectic since I have to organize the year's business records to take to the accountant. This month I am also signing up for a class on Excel, hoping it will make my recordkeeping easier in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SWFYi4DJjZI/AAAAAAAAATI/wHekz6SHwcA/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287604793694064018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SWFYi4DJjZI/AAAAAAAAATI/wHekz6SHwcA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I enjoyed the holidays with my family, but am not sorry the season is over. We had a couple of ice storms and, though they made the scenery gorgeous, we lost power several times and had trouble getting where we wanted to go. The picture is of the road in front of our house, and it was solid ice for several days. Spring is my favorite season, and I'm really looking forward to it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm setting some new goals for myself, and one is to finish the novel I've been working on. I completed the first draft, but the middle section desperately needs revising. I changed my mind on the antagonist so many times that some of the scenes no longer make sense. I'm having a great time writing the story, though, so I don't mind working on it. Hopefully it will be completed by June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's family time, so I'm off to watch a movie now. I'll be back soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6275514467825862759?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6275514467825862759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6275514467825862759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6275514467825862759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6275514467825862759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-goals.html' title='New Year, New Goals'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SWFYi4DJjZI/AAAAAAAAATI/wHekz6SHwcA/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-6237157741331148402</id><published>2008-12-04T12:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:46:14.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited About Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/STggTXjahmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hwVKv4sj2Ss/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276002480576693858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/STggTXjahmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hwVKv4sj2Ss/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas is only three weeks away, and I am making an effort to get into the spirit earlier than usual. We always put the tree up the day after Thanksgiving, so I did that despite misgivings over the "help" of my kittens. Maggie watched from the upper branches and Smokey supervised from below. Tiger couldn't sit still, so he rearranged the branches for me. Kitty is too mature to get involved with decorating the tree, and simply waited for me to finish so she could grab a candy cane. The guy in the picture above this is Tiger. Maggie is below. Apparently the flash bothered her; I couldn't get her to keep her eyes open for a picture. Oh, well, she's still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276003167532358002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/STgg7WqaGXI/AAAAAAAAASY/huSl761v0Ww/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started my shopping already. So far it's been easy since my daughter simply wants money, and my oldest son has given me a short list. My husband found something he wants on Ebay, but didn't bookmark it or save it in the My Ebay section. It shouldn't be hard to find, though, and that just leaves my second son with nothing. He usually comes up with a list at the last minute, so I'm not worried about what to get him yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The one I usually have trouble choosing a gift for is my mother. She is 88, and needs nothing. She gets clothes, knickknacks, and candy for every occasion. This time I found something I think she will really like: a digital picture frame. It holds up to 2,000 pictures, and I have about 75 that she will enjoy already on my computer. I'm in the process of sorting through boxes of photos to scan, and hope to fill the whole thing up before Christmas. Of course, I probably won't accomplish much else, but I'm having fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be too busy looking at photos to update the blog, so I will say "Happy Holidays" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-6237157741331148402?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6237157741331148402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=6237157741331148402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6237157741331148402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/6237157741331148402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/excited-about-christmas.html' title='Excited About Christmas'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/STggTXjahmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hwVKv4sj2Ss/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-7745729501499391858</id><published>2008-11-21T13:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:46:45.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Vacation Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SScNnEd-pJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bTKmoZbof1I/s1600-h/2006_03_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SScNnEd-pJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bTKmoZbof1I/s320/2006_03_31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite places to go for a family vacation is Orlando, Fl. Here is a collage of some of the memories we made during one of our trips. (You can enlarge the picture by double-clicking on it.) We stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel, which I highly recommend for its convenient location. I didn't think it was as beautiful as the Royal Pacific, which we stayed at during the previous trip, but the kids liked this one better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the Universal Studios and Islands of Adventures parks from the Hard Rock, and it was close enough we could each come and go whenever we pleased. The Royal Pacific was also within walking distance for those with enough energy, but usually I took the boat from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the parks, and enjoy most of the rides, but the scenery is what makes it a vacation paradise for me. Staying at the hotels owned by the parks is a little more expensive, but well worth it since it gives you additional perks like access to the express lines and other bonus features. The year we stayed off-site was the least enjoyable as the rooms were not as nice, and the transportation was not convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-7745729501499391858?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7745729501499391858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=7745729501499391858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7745729501499391858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/7745729501499391858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/vacation-memories.html' title='Vacation Memories'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IjKrzWu8rg/SScNnEd-pJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bTKmoZbof1I/s72-c/2006_03_31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601714504276102937.post-2146331349206789298</id><published>2008-11-16T19:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:49:17.931-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Carol's Place</title><content type='html'>I plan to use this blog to talk about things I enjoy. There will be a variety of topics, beginning with a few vacation memories. I may be doing some book reviews, too, so if you have a book to recommend, please add it to the comments section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601714504276102937-2146331349206789298?l=carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2146331349206789298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2601714504276102937&amp;postID=2146331349206789298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2146331349206789298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601714504276102937/posts/default/2146331349206789298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsthinkingplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/starting-over.html' title='Welcome to Carol&apos;s Place'/><author><name>Carol</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvkEmFKmHvw/TiOQ06vv3DI/AAAAAAAABoM/zYR7gNlQHKo/s220/Me%2B7-24-10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
